I woke up with a start, my mind reeling I felt weak I dunno how long I cried for but I'm pretty sure it was hours. Checking my phone I saw a text from Dean, he always does this every morning especially since the vacation.
He'd tell me how much he missed me and wished I was with him, reading his text he was telling me about his day and how he wished we would've spent Christmas and New Year together.
Reading the text made me feel like a bad person, a despicable human being to be exact and I didn't deserve someone like Dean pinning after me, I'm definitely not worth it. I sat wishing myself a terrible death.
I dunno how long I sat bawling my eyes out, me wondering what Dean would think of me if I told him, probably a tramp.
It was just a kiss Denise, get over it.
But I kissed him back! I kissed Alex.
He kissed you first, that has got to count as something.
I sat debating within myself when tears refused to fall. I can't help but think it was one of Alex's sinister plan to get back at me.
Well he got me exactly were wanted.
I heard a knock and fervently prayed it wasn't Alex.
"Denise?" it was my dad's voice. "I know you're in there, you need to eat"
"I'm not hungry"
"Even if you aren't you need to take something and from what I gathered from Alex you didn't have much yesterday and dinner too and it's almost noon" he reasoned.
Hearing Alex name made me cringe inwardly but at the same time made much pulse race and my heart skip. I was definitely being delusional.
"Denise?" I'd totally forgotten about my dad, sighing I got up and walked towards the door and opened it. I heard my father gasp and I knew what he saw.
I was still in the clothes I'd worn yesterday, my hair tousled, eyes puffy from tears and black circles beneath by eyes Thanks to my sleepless night.
"Did Alex do something to you when we left? I saw his hair did you do that?"
"Yes and no I did this to myself" I said walking away from him and seating on the bed with my back to the door I stated at the snow covered land. I heard him close the door and refused to acknowledge him.
He squatted in front of me and took my hands in his I glanced down
"You know you can tell me anything right?"
"There's nothing to tell" I replied stiffly meeting his eyes.
"How can you say there's nothing, my God you look like you've been run over by a sixteen-Wheeler?"
"Do I really look that bad?" I chuckled in spite of myself.
"You know I love you right?" he asked and I nodded. "You know I'd do anything for you and your sister?"
"I know that dad, where exactly is this going?"
"Denise are you in some kind of trouble?"
"Course not!"
"Then tell me why you look like you spent the better part of the night crying your eyes out".
"It's nothing I can't handle, I just did something terrible yesterday and I feel so guilty but I'm going to try my best to fix it " I said my throat closing I was about to break down again.
"You sure?" I nodded smiling at him reassuringly.
"Promise me?"
"I promise"
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The Gypsy's Bad Boy
Teen FictionDenise and her family moved all around the world for the majority of her teen life. Everything was same old for Denise at least until they moved to another state this time and she caught the eye of the high schools mischievous bad boy. People say d...